Looking over the water:
Looking out across the ripples in the water as the sun climbs higher across the bay, I think about what could be happening in the city below, people waking, people, working, loving and starting there day. 
I smile and think how lovely it looks, but wonder will it be like this at the end of the day or will it have changed to the point that the sky will be grey and the wind tugging and crashing its way through the buildings that look back up at me.
Who knows but alot can happen with in a day I guess.
When I look the other way I see the cloud wisp its way over the mountain tops and slide down the side of the hills.
This, who knows could be the start of a change to come.
What draws people to this city, inclosed here on this bay, is it the mountains, other people, the age old thing of work, who knows ?
I look around at times and wonder do we forget about those that might be just under our feet ? At times you can walk past people and think what has happened in there day, has it been a good one or has it well been a bad one.
Are we as a race so tied up in doing things quickly and earning our fortune that we over look what might be happening right in front of us to the point that if we did take a short time and ask the person if they are ok maybe we would make a good difference.
